We went to Den Haag on that windy day. The beach was quiet in the winter and the shops were closed. I still had that sore throat that I cannot swallow hard food. You noticed that I felt pain, so you got me a cup of hot drinks in that windy winter.
From the beach, we took the metro to Madurodam. Remember how we missed each other? When the metro came to the station, I was watching the poster on the metro station while you got on the metro without me. You found out that I was standing still at the station with a helpless look while the metro departure from the station. I got on the next metro and found that you were waiting for me at the next stop. I off there and from that time, you held my little hand tightly with your big hand and you walked in front of me. You had my little finger crossed to your little finger. I looked at your back with my hand in your hand. I told myself, that was the man I had been waiting for a long time. I would follow him forever. I will follow you, my dear.
yours
SFT
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